We rest against the mattress together as I stroke her back. I know that I am all in with her, business or no. “Want to meet up with Mollie for ideas?” I tease her.
She laughs. “I know the ad. You’re going to be naked, standing in front of some beefy truck and showing off all your ink. Tires sold.” She doesn’t even open her eyes as she speaks, making me laugh.
“I think this might become a thing. Us. We’ll have to work the ad around all the sex that we’ll be having.”
Penelope nods. “I accepted that as my fate the moment I saw you. Are we exclusive?”
“I don’t want to be inside of anyone else but you. I want to ink your body as much as you’ll let me and get to know you.” She opens a lazy eye to gaze at me.
“I didn’t even think to pay you for that. How much do I owe you?” she asks as I shrug and move to her.
“We’ll work it out in trade.” I hover over her, feeling my second wind as I kiss her neck and reach for her nipples. “I know the owner. He lets me do things like that for pretty women.”
I didn’t know the future with Penelope but I did accept that life happens for a reason. I am willing to take this day by day, especially when she pushes me onto my back and reaches for another condom with a grin on her face.
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In Deep
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I’m on a body reconnaissance mission…
After I left the SEALs, I didn’t give a shit about anything.
I stopped caring.
So when a man offers me money to body snatch a woman, I take his cash.
Why the fuck not?
And then I meet her.
Grace.
She’s so damn irresistible without even trying.
I can’t take my eyes off her thick, round ass, and her smile is a beacon in my darkness.
All I can think about is sinking in her deep.
The mission just changed.
I used my training to find her, now I’m going to use it to keep her safe.
The only place Grace’s body is going is under mine.
*** A steamy STANDALONE contemporary romance with a sizzling hot hero. No cliffhanger, no cheating and a guaranteed happily-ever-after.***
Chapter one
GRACE CHAMBERS
I fold and unfold my legs for the millionth time in twenty minutes. But I can’t help the throbbing in my center or the growing slickness in my lace panties.
“So, what do you think? Do I have a chance?” he asks with a hopeful air, leaning back in his chair casually, while I continue to squirm.
Jameson Wilcox just has that effect on me. On women. Period.
With his towering, well-muscled frame and sinful gaze, it’s a wonder I’m catching anything of value that he’s saying in that deep, X-rated drawl of his.
I can’t get over his impeccable features against the backdrop of his perfect tawny skin. His eyes are the color of liquid gold, piercing and sensual. Tempting, kissable lips and a jawline any model would envy round out his flawless face. His dark, wavy hair is cut short in a low-maintenance style.
Business is so far from my mind, I will probably start panting soon.
But that is definitely not why he is here.
He’s here, in my cramped office wreaking havoc on my libido, because he needs a loan. To fund a security firm of all things.
Many of the people in this town are scared shitless of this man and for good reason. His dangerous reputation precedes him. I don’t know a single person who wants to be on his bad side and here he is planning to provide “protection” services.
Finally, I clear my throat and lean forward as I clasp my hands in the center of my desk. This causes his intense gaze to shift to the cleavage bared by my button-up silk blouse. Heat rushes through me as he boldly stares, not bothering to look away once he is caught.
I try not to think about it as I clear my throat yet again. This time my words don’t get jammed inside.
“Mr. Wilcox, I appreciate your preparation for this meeting,” I say, shuffling through the business plan he presented upon entering my office.
He eyes me steadily, his intense stare making me stammer.
“You’re… um, very thorough,” I remark as my eyes skim the pages, wondering how long it had taken him to put this all together.
“Yes, Ms. Chambers. I’m very thorough. In every aspect of my life.” A wicked gleam lights his gaze and he smirks, finally looking away from my breasts and back up at me. Then he winks.
All the moisture in my mouth evaporates in an instant, leaving my jaw slack as I ponder the innuendo lacing his words.